“I think we need to take care of this problem for you. It looks painful.” I slid down his body, determined to finish the job this time.
“If you like. As much as I want that pussy of yours, as much as I want to be
buried up to my eyeballs in it, I can’t be. We have a contract that says that’s a rule we can’t break. So fill your boots.”
I closed my eyes as I took him into my mouth, the rigid length a scrape against my teeth. I opened my mouth wider, to minimize that, and he sighed in happiness. I opened my mouth more and took him deeper as he invaded my mouth. A shudder passed through him when he hit the back of my throat, and I could take no more. I tried to breathe through my nose, but he blocked me, and I moved, so that I could breathe. I wanted to take all of him, but damn if he wasn’t huge.
“Look at me, Stephanie.” I opened my eyes to see his glittered with an icy gray fire. What was that look in his eyes? Was it the look any man had when a woman sucked his cock, or was there something more there?
Would he be receptive to a longer contract? He wanted to fuck me, but he was still banging on about the contract. Then his hands were in my hair, over my mask, and I needed to concentrate as Mr. Dark took control and began to fuck my mouth with groans of pleasure.
I pursed my lips and made sure my teeth were out of the way as he lost his
ability to go slow and picked up the pace.
I found that if I squeezed just right, the pressure of my thighs would create a friction against my clit, and it felt good. With every single one of his gasps or groans, that pleasure increased, and I knew I’d soon be coming along with him.
Our breaths came together, timed just right to synchronize, and the quick gasps followed the pattern of his hips into my face. We weren’t joined together, this wasn’t what I’d had planned, but it was what was on offer, so I took.
Together we reached for the release that we both craved. I just didn’t expect to find it by squeezing my thighs together while I sucked his cock.
My brain went dark, but I still managed to not bite him as a moan broke out of my throat. Mr. Dark must have taken that as a signal because I heard a low grunt just as I felt a surge travel the length of him, and he gave a low shout of release. “That’s it Stephanie, take it baby, take my come.”
I eagerly swallowed and sucked, even as I felt the last wave of pleasure pass through me.
He let it play out, and I didn’t pull away. Not until he pushed at my head, ready for me to stop sucking him now. I moved up beside him and sprawled out.
“Fuck, how can that be so good?”
My skin was flushed hot, and I could feel sweat on my face and in my hair. I was too hot now, and I was glad I was at least naked now. I wasn’t sure when or how that happened, but it had. The gown was on the floor, my shoes kicked away somewhere. “How did I get naked?”
“You tore the dress off and threw it away right before you sucked my dick the first time. Then your underwear went. I’m not sure when you took those off.”
He laughed and looked at me, his face tired.
“It doesn’t matter.” I sighed and just laid there, spent for the moment. And happy to be back with him. I wanted it to last forever.
17
DYLAN
I woke up before Stephanie and looked in the fridge for some orange
juice but didn’t see any. I dressed and went out to the bar to get some.
I came back in quietly, saw she was still asleep in bed, and poured two glasses of the cold drink before going back to the bed.
I undressed, pulled back the covers, and slid into the sheets with her. This bed was much better than the one at my apartment, I thought as my muscles began to relax. I’d have to find out what it was and buy one for myself.
I turned in the bed and brushed Stephanie’s hair back from her face. I wanted to ask her for a longer contract; I’d given up on trying to talk myself out of it.
This woman was more than just a fuck I could forget about. She had class, and she made me think. She also made me hard as fuck, and I wanted her. I just wanted to know how far I could push her before she’d break first. I needed to find out tonight, so I brushed at her cheek until she woke up.
“Hi,” I said softly once she woke up and smiled at me. Her fingers moved to re-tie the mask, but it had barely moved at all.
“Hi yourself,” she said while she moved her hands up to the mask. “I’m wasting the night away, aren’t I?”
I’d watched her with interest as she tied the ribbons all over again. I wanted to know what was hidden behind that mask. To see all of her face.
“You needed to rest. I’d like to take things a little further tonight, if you don’t mind? Do you remember the safe words?”
Her face went still behind the mask, but there was curiosity in her eyes.
“Yellow and red. Not so hard to remember.”
“Good. Drink this. I think you’ll need it.”
She shifted in the sheets, and I felt her smooth leg slide up beside mine before she sat up. She tucked the sheet around her chest and reached for the glass I held in my hand. She took a sip and licked her lips. “What do you have planned then?”
I ran a hand up her silky skin, stopped at her shoulder, and studied her perfect skin. Creamy, pale, but with a peach tinge, she was beautiful. “I want to break you, pet.”
“Pardon?” she asked, her juice forgotten.
“Drink up.” I guided the glass back to her mouth. “It’s only a test, one that we can stop at any time.”
“Alright.” She had no idea what she’d agreed to, but she was brave, interested; I’d give her points for that.
